“ There was a desert wind blowing that night. It was one of those hot dry Santa Anas that come down through the mountain passes and curl your hair and make your nerves jump and your skin itch. On nights like that every booze party ends in a fight. Meek little wives feel the edge of the carving knife and study their husbands' necks. Anything can happen. You can even get a full glass of beer at a cocktail lounge. ”
—Raymond Chandler, "Red Wind"
My bad range days usually involve dealing with other folks at the range.
I had high hopes for a great day shooting my favorite rifle with it's favorite food; no matter what I did, how hard I tried, I couldn't get it together. Sub-MOA sounded like a request at a restaurant: "may I substitute MUD for the MOA please?". The target may as well have been a shotgun patterning board.
That "Jam" cost me $50. The Marlin belonged to a friend, and I didn't want to return it in worse shape with my "experimentation".Before I had a range in my backyard bad days happened more frequently. Now if something goes wrong I walk 8 feet into the house and fix it.
Back when I belonged to a private range I took my Marlin 336 out for some fun. The second shot in I got the infamous "Marlin lever jam." The lever was stuck open and I had no tools on me so I couldn't even remove the live shells from the magazine tube. Lesson learned... always bring a small tool kit with you to the range!
As far as not being able to hit my target consistently? Nah... I hit everything I aim at.... sometimes I just have to bring the target really close!! Hahaha